We had pretty neat parties. But they weren't huge.
It's fun to get creative and do it at home, especially if the birthday child gets involved. Ben had a Harry Potter party one year and we made a Sorting Hat cake, and banners for each house, and paper candles we hung from fishing line from beams in our ceiling (so they looked like they were floating). Jake had a Survivor party one year, and we had all kinds of outdoor challenges for them to do, and camo face painting (which they did themselves). I made palm leaves and bark out of construction paper and stapled them to the wooden posts on the patio/former carport. Never let either of them invite more than ten kids, though.
I went to the bathroom today and found Owen happily dialing the telephone. Everything at our house goes on top of the entertainment center now.
Sara tries to answer the phone. And has learned to move chairs or other things to use as steps to get up high. It's like, "Go, you're so creative and resourceful!" and "Damn, you're so friggin' unstoppable and resourceful" all at once.
Oh man. Leif and Sara should never meet. She's obsessed with chocolate syrup, which she gets out of the fridge and tries to chug.
Things Leif has done while I've gone to the bathroom:
I'm. Never. Peeing. Again.
::crosses legs
::dabs SuperGlue betwixt knees
I have NO PITTY for you Miss Cass.
I SO would have hooked you up... if only you'd have let me.
::sniff sniff::
I just wanted to post this. It's from Bec about AS.
William, William, William, tears of joy. Of course! You have found someone that appreciates the whole William T Higgins, who is one of the most wonderfully romantic, caring, sweet, gentle, solid rocks that women like herself look for. You are one in a billion. There are very few people as gentlemanly and sweet and intelligent etc out there. She has probably had date after date with people that don't get her, don't treat her like a queen and you are fortunate enough that you haven't had to go through that. Not that you would want to be treated like a queen... I would however be interested to see how she deals with your family...
It really means a lot to me.
I SO would have hooked you up...
Trust me, I've been looking very wistfully at that border. How bad of a felony can transporting narcotics internationally really be?
How bad of a felony can transporting narcotics internationally really be?
That's what *I* was saying, now wasn't it?
Granted, I was loaded on tequila, lard, and the stench of sin its self. I'm not sure what your excuse it.
Granted, I was loaded on tequila, lard, and the scent of sin.
This has to be a drinking song. You need to publish a book of drinking songs, with this and "Under a pile of whores" and any other songs you want to compose.
William, William, William, tears of joy. Of course!
Bec impresses me nearly as much as you. Those are just lovely words, I can only pretend to imagine how much it means to you to hear them from her.
